Accolon Of Gaul: Part I (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
"Thou askest with thy studious eyes again, Here where the restless forest hears the main Toss in a troubled sleep and moan. ...
"Thou askest with thy studious eyes again, Here where the restless forest hears the main Toss in a troubled sleep and moan. ...
OFTTIMES an old man's yesterdays o'er his frail vision pass,Dim as the twilight tints that touch a dusk-enshrouded glass;But, ah! ...
Said the high hill, in the morning: "Look on me--"Behold, sweet earth, sweet sister sky, behold"The red flames on my ...
How spake the Oracle, my Curtius, how?Methought, while on the shadowed terracesI walked and looked toward Rome, an echo cameOf ...
"Come with me," said the Wind To the ship within the dock "Or dost thou fear the shock Of the ocean-hidden rock,When tempests ...
'Twas at midnight, in the Desert, where we rested on the ground; There my Bedouins were sleeping, and their steeds were ...
I found a little beetle; so that Beetle was his name,And I called him Alexander and he answered just the ...
Black love, provide the adequate electricfor what is lapsed and lenient in us now.Rouse us from blur. Call us.Call adequately the ...
Below the somnolence of prayer, Under languid visions I Hear the passions surge and cry:Lust with lust is warring there.Thro' the lassitude ...
There is snow on the ground, And the valleys are cold,And a midnight profoundBlackly squats o'er the wold;But a light on ...
Something black somewhere in the vistas of his heart.Tulips from Tates teazed Henry in the moodto be a tulip and ...
, The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace, With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen, And old Saturnus, ...
What, have I waked again? I never thoughtTo see the rosy dawn, or ev'n this grey, Dull, solemn stillness, ere ...
What knight or what vassal will be so bold As to plunge in the gulf below?See! I hurl in its ...
. . . and the children's teeth shall be set on edge.I see him old, trapped in a burly houseCold ...
I found a little beetle; so that Beetle was his name,And I called him Alexander and he answered just the ...
WET almond-trees, in the rain,Like iron sticking grimly out of earth;Black almond trunks, in the rain,Like iron implements twisted, hideous, ...
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones, The vast, the mountainous, the rolling, Sun-fired and drowsy! ...
Something black somewhere in the vistas of his heart. Tulips from Tates teazed Henry in the mood to be a ...
"What knight or what vassal will be so bold As to plunge in the gulf below? See! I hurl in ...
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